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Hey, Jake. What's up?

What? When? How?

So, who told you?

Mm. Mm.

Well, I'm sure you can handle it.

Call me when you get down there.

Okay, sure thing. Bye.

What's happening with your brother?

Oh, nothing. My dad died.

Jason. What happened?

Well, these... these people

that knew him from the apartment
complex he lives in,

they hadn't seen him for a few days,

so they... they called the super

who called the Tampa PD,

and they went in and found him
on the kitchen floor.

He hadn't moved in some time, it was...

Oh...

...heart attack or something.

Jake's on his way down right now.

Hey, baby, I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

I feel like I want scrambled eggs.

You want some eggs?

Izzy called. Jason...

- I know.
- Anything I can do.

- Oh, it's okay.
- Anything at all.

- Thanks.
- Hey, man.

- Hey.
- It's tough.

Anything I can do for you?

- No, it's all right.
- Will there be a service?

You know, my brother's
taking care of all that.

- How you doing?
- I'm good.

- If there's anything I can do...
- You know what? Thank you.

I appreciate it. I really do.

Uh, I think the best thing
for me right now is...

just to get to work.

- All right, then.
- Sure.

Oh, there was a delivery.
Uh, came this morning.

It's on your desk.

Thanks.

_

Get out of the way!

Move!

Hey, I'm sorry, uh...

this may sound like
a strange question, but, uh,

where are we?

You're in Brooklyn.

This is Park Slope.

What time is it?

It's, uh, quarter to 3:00.

That's not possible.

Oh, I was just in my office
and-and it was... -00.

Um, can I, can I borrow your phone?

'cause I-I don't have mine.

Yeah, I-I don't... I don't think so.

Come on.

All right.

Jason?

Nate.

Why are you lurking outside my door?

I was looking for you.

You haven't been around since
you finished your doctorate.

I assumed you'd forgotten
about me, as students do.

Forget the best teacher
I ever had? I don't think so.

Save the flattery for someone
young enough to believe it.

I trained you to be a clinician, Jason.

To treat patients.

You abandoned psychology, to do what...

fix parking tickets?

Trial analysis.

Same difference.

Well, we can agree to disagree.

I have a problem.

I've lost five hours.

Lost. You have no memory of them?

I was in my office. It was morning.

And the next thing,

it was afternoon and I was here.

And I have no consciousness

of the intervening hours or what I did.

Any signs of a recent head injury,

concussion, nausea,

- headache?
- No.

On any medication?

I'm barely on Scotch these days.

Well, by all means, see many doctors

and have lots of expensive tests,

but I suspect it's an episode

of transient global amnesia.

Do you have a history of heart disease?

Yes.

That makes it more likely.

It's usually brought on by stress

or very strenuous activity.

Any stress recently?

My father died.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, we weren't that close,
and I don't think that's...

a big enough event
to cause an episode like this.

The thing is, I was...

in my office
and I was looking at something.

But I can't remember what it was.

Some short-term memory loss
is to be expected.

You'll figure it out.
Nice to see you, Jason.

Nate, something provoked this,

something important, and I can't
put my finger on it. I...

I'd really like
to talk to you about this.

I haven't worked with patients
in a very long time.

You'll have no trouble
finding someone to talk to.

It's Brooklyn, you can't throw a stick

without hitting a therapist.

You used to say it's not the crisis

that defines the patient,

but their response to it.

I lost my memory,

and I ended up
a block from your apartment.

I don't think that's an accident.

Please.

You're interrupting a very full
morning of doing nothing.

Come in.

I did actually get
a parking ticket recently.

I can't help you with that.

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Well, this place hasn't changed, has it?

Same books, same furniture.

And this rug.

Have you ever had this rug cleaned?

If I'd known you were coming,
I would have called a decorator.

Tissue box is empty.

Then I guess you can't cry.

Jason, procrastination is a form

of passive-aggressive resistance.

So cut the crap and sit down, will you?

I'd forgotten how cuddly you aren't.

You want a cuddle? There's a pillow.

Your father died. Let's start there.

Tell me about him.

Whip-smart, fast talker.

Never delivered on a promise.

You weren't close.

He left the family
when I was a teenager.

I decided at that time that

I would have nothing to do with him.

And in 30 years,

I haven't found any reason
to change my mind.

You never tried to reconnect,
make peace?

In the end, I never saw the point.

It's not like he was gonna change.

Apologize.

Jake got along with him,

'cause they're made the same.

Your brother, where is he now?

He is down in Florida,

arranging things.

And, uh, I'm happy
to let him do that, I've...

I'll pay for the funeral.

And that will be the only thing

my father gets from me.

Can we talk about something else?

You have a family now?

I do.

A daughter and a wife.

Any stress there recently?

You could say that.

Jason!

- Where's Astrid?
- I don't know.

No, no, no. What's going on?

He took her. He had a gun.

- Had a gun.
- Who? Who took her?

Where's my daughter?

You didn't hear about this?
It was in the news.

Must have missed it.

I can't imagine how horrible
that must have felt.

Weirdly, it didn't

feel like anything, really.

It was an out-of-body experience.

I was floating up near the ceiling,

looking down on myself.

And Izzy.

What did the police say
when you called them?

We didn't call the police.

Do you have the money?

Yes, I have the money.

The million dollars,
just like you asked for.

Tell me where to go.

You'll receive further instructions

once you're on the road.

Remember, no police.

I don't like this.

I don't like you going out there alone.

Danny's following me,
Taylor's got trackers

- on my watch,
- Taylor is one person.

- on my phone.
- I want an army.

- I want helicopters in the sky.
- We can't do that.

We don't want to tip them off.

If we panic, they panic.
We stick to the plan.

There is no plan.
Jason, there's no plan.

I went along with this
because I thought your team

would figure out
who took Astrid and have

some kind of special insight
in getting her back,

but-but you don't know
who these people are,

you don't know where they are,
you know nothing.

Now listen, I don't know who they are,

but we know they did this
to get to me, and I...

I'm the one who has to fix it.

You always say the best
way to win a negotiation

is to never let them see
the fear in your eyes.

Well, I can see the fear
in your eyes, Jason.

And this time, we have

everything to lose.

I got to go.

Please.

She's my daughter, too.
If anything happens,

- I will never forgive myself
- You'll never forgive me. I know.

for-for not calling the police,
for not just s-screaming

and fighting and kicking
and just doing everything I can

- to get my daughter back.
- Okay, okay.

I promise you I'm gonna
get our daughter back.

Your wife was right.

You did have everything to lose.

By refusing help,
you took sole responsibility

for your daughter's safety.

Well, I didn't have a choice.

They told us not to call the police.

Don't kidnappers always say that,

and don't most people
call the police anyway?

Okay, the situation

was that kidnapper was
the mother of a teenage boy

who used to be a patient
of mine and he died,

and she held me responsible.

She didn't want Astrid,
she didn't want money.

She wanted me. I had to go.

It had to be me.

What were you feeling when you went?

That I would do anything
to ensure Astrid's safety.

And?

That I was probably gonna die.

This is for Simon.

You know what I remember about Simon?

You took him to an amusement park

for his 12th birthday.

Right? It was his 12th birthday.

And he knew you were afraid of heights,

but he said that you took him

on this massive roller coaster anyway.

And he knew how scared you were.

And he thought that was so cool

that you would
face your fears like that.

For him.

- Drop your weapon! Hands in the air!
- No! No, stop it!

- I said drop!
- Don't shoot!

Don't shoot, I've got this.

- Don't shoot.
- Stay back! Stay back!

Everything's gonna be okay.

Everything's gonna be all right.

You know what happened
right before I got here?

My wife told me
that she'd never forgive herself

if she didn't do
every single thing she could

to save our daughter.

And that's all you're doing right now.

You want to do
every single thing you can

to avenge Simon.

But you don't have to.

He knew how much you loved him.

No matter how much he was hurting,

he knew.

It's okay.

No!

That was profoundly traumatic.

- Ah.
- Don't diminish it.

An experience like that changes you.

You said something
you saw in your office

triggered the episode.

Could it have been connected
to the kidnapping?

I don't think so. It doesn't feel right.

Well, anyway,
the woman took a plea deal.

Yes? That must have been a relief.

Wait a second, how do you know that?

Hmm?

Well, you just told me that

you had not heard
anything about this case.

So how do you know that
Cheryl Werth took a plea deal?

I must have read about it and forgotten.

Oh.

Well, that doesn't sound like you.

You're the sharpest mind
I've ever known.

I'm old, Jason.

I'd forget my butt
if it wasn't stuck to me.

You want coffee?

I'll make some.

Any sign of him?

No. The security cameras show

that Bull left the office around 10:00,

just a few minutes after he got in.

That was hours ago.

Did he say anything before he left?

Uh, no, he made it clear
that he wanted to be alone,

so that's what we did.

The news about his father,
it did something to him.

He didn't want to talk about it,

but I could tell that he was upset.

You can track his phone, right?

It's here. He left it on his desk.

Okay, any his recent emails, messages?

Don't pretend you haven't looked.

I might have taken a quick look.

There's nothing about a meeting
or appointment today.

I spoke with my friend at the NYPD,

and she's sympathetic,
but they're gonna need more than

"He's been gone for a couple
of hours" to do anything.

Look, I understand why you're worried,

but let's be honest, we've
all seen Bull do stuff

that didn't make sense at first.

Look, you know he lives in his head.

Maybe he just needed
to get away and think.

No. He wouldn't do it this way.

He knows I would worry, he
would have said something.

We'll keep looking.

I really think he's okay.

No. He's not.

Oh, man, that is good.

What's the name of the stuff

you put in this again?

Chicory.

Chicory. That's right.

Whenever I smell this, I think about you

and this room.

So, your daughter was kidnapped.

I assume that's the most stressful thing

that's happened recently?

Well, I did get a little arrested.

Judge Hopkins.

Hello, everybody.

What's the FBI doing here?

There's been a development

in the Smokestack class action.

What's the development?

The U.S. Attorney's Office received

an anonymous tip that there had been

interference with the jury.

One of the jurors

said that he'd been bribed.

Bribed? By who?

- By you.
- What?

Yeah, that-that's ridiculous. Wha...

You're just gonna take
the word of this juror?

We have corroborating evidence that

Dr. Bull made direct
contact with this juror.

To answer your
earlier question, Dr. Bull,

I'm afraid the agents are here
to take you into custody.

Dr. Jason Bull, you're under arrest

for the crime of jury tampering.

It was a class action suit.

We were suing a manufacturer
of vape pens.

- And you won.
- Yes, we did. Big.

$150 million.

Which they claimed was
because you bribed a juror.

With my wife, actually.

That we somehow conspired together.

That must have been easy to disprove.

Not as easy as you'd think.

I've been thinking about
a different approach

to the trial.

Olivia and I could
put together a proffer

- in which I agreed to plead guilty
- Proffer?

- to a lesser charge in exchange
- Whoa.

- Wha...
- for a reduced sentence.

There's a good chance
we could get him down

a few years, which isn't bad.

Martha Stewart did five months.

- D-Don't you dare joke about this.
- She's a tough bird.

Why would you plead guilty
for something you didn't do?

We would make it a condition

that Reilly drop any prosecution of you.

- You'd be safe.
- What?

Don't make this about me.

It's not about you.

It's about Astrid.

I know...

that you think that
this is a way of saving

Astrid and me, but don't.

I'm not a damsel in distress.

And if our daughter needs
saving, we do it together.

You know, I'm terrified

about the way all of this
could turn out, too.

But being afraid doesn't mean
that you stop fighting.

It means that you fight harder.

Izzy, I'm just trying
to be realistic here.

I know they didn't find you guilty,

because you're here.

How did you convince them?

I confessed.

I don't understand.
You said you weren't guilty.

I wasn't. And I was.

What happened that night

at Randall Hughes' house?

I sat in my car,
and I watched Coach Hughes

take his trash to the curb.

Is that it?

That's all you did that night?

No.

I got out of the car.

And why did you get out of your car?

To bribe Randall Hughes.

I'm sorry, Dr. Bull, I'm confused.

You just said

- you didn't offer him a bride.
- I didn't,

but I thought about it

for a few seconds,
and then I thought better of it,

and I got back in my car
and I drove home.

But in that time...

We were desperate.

I was fighting on behalf of

so many people
in this class action suit,

and we were...

trapped, and I...

...was selfish,
and I put my team at risk,

their reputations and their livelihoods.

And I am ashamed of myself for that.

But most of all, my wife

and my child,
to bring them into this mess,

that I regret most of all.

Tell me about Izzy.

Izzy is everything.

She and Astrid
are the center of my life.

Which is ironic,
since I nearly lost her.

What do you mean?

Well, we were married...

...before, years ago.

But we had a miscarriage and

we couldn't hold it together and...

I... There was someone else,

for a little bit, but it was...

it was Izzy.

And it just took a long time

until I could admit

what she meant to me.

What convinced you?

Probably the fact she was
about to marry someone else.

Oh, my goodness.

You-you want a drink?

Yes. God, yes.

But don't give me one.

It's nice.

Want to buy it? I'm getting married.

I heard.

I wanted to tell you. Um, I called,

but you were never there, so I...

I figured it was a sign.

No.

It's all good.

I'm happy for you.

You don't look happy.

Happy for you, sad for me.

You're a great lady, lady.

Is that what you came
over here to tell me?

I'm sorry it didn't...

work for us.

I would have really liked

for it to have worked.

But I'm glad you found someone.

I wish the same for you.

Hmm.

Can I tell you something?

Something I don't think
you know about yourself?

I don't think you're good alone, Jason.

I don't.

You may be on to something there.

What happened?

She left her fiancé and you got married?

No. She married him.

How did you and she get back together?

Well, it's a funny thing.

Her father died.

I saw Izzy at the funeral.

Well, that couldn't
have been a surprise.

She looked so... fragile.

That couldn't have been
a surprise, either.

I didn't know what to do.

I didn't do any of it very well.

What did you want to do?

I wanted to save her.

I've always wanted to save her.

I got to go.

Don't give me that look.

That's not the first time
you've heard someone

talk about sex at a funeral.

Anyway,

that is how Izzy
got pregnant with Astrid.

And that's when you got married.

No.

When she gave birth?

No.

You are married?

It took a while.

Interesting.

Interesting. What's interesting?

You don't see the connection?

No. What?

Jason, I used to think of you

as one of my most insightful students.

Do you honestly not see this?

Seriously, I... Nate,
you got to help me out here.

You have a fragile,
precious relationship

with Izzy and Astrid.

Your center, as you put it.

Twice in the recent past
it's been threatened.

Once by a kidnapping, once with prison.

Both times you took on
the burden of saving it.

It seems logical that the trigger

for the episode was another threat.

One you feared you couldn't
save your family from.

Okay. So what would that be?

You.

- What?
- Think it through.

You think I'm a threat to my family?

I'm saying that's what you think.

Jason, what did this episode
of amnesia allow you to do?

- Functionally?
- I don't know.

It let you disappear.

Poof. You came here,
where no one will look for you.

You're in hiding.

Why would you do that
if you weren't afraid?

What could convince me
I was a threat to my family?

I don't know.

Maybe it has something to do
with that envelope

in your jacket pocket.

I didn't even know that was there.

How did you know that was there?

I am, in fact, an omniscient being

who knows all things.

Also, I saw it just now.

Open it. I want to know what's inside.

It's a check for $44.7 million.

Now we're getting somewhere.

Nearly $45 million.

That's real money.

Yeah. It's the, uh,
fee for the class action.

We work on a contingency.

This is a third of the total award.

I just... I didn't know
it was arriving today.

It's what you saw in the office,
the trigger for the episode.

Why would this make me feel
like a threat to my family?

What does it mean to you?

More money for TAC.

Uh... it's more clients,

more staff, more cases.

More travel?

Which would mean more work...
Is this about work?

That doesn't feel right.

No, it doesn't.

Tell me about TAC.

Uh, we're a trial science firm.

We shape the narrative of a trial

to suit the jurors we've picked.

Pick jurors? How do you do that?

$10,000

for Hamilton tickets, day of.

Fourth row center. From a scalper.

It's an absolutely justifiable
business expense.

I had to pay off the court clerk.

Bull, I seriously doubt
the IRS will agree

that illegal bribes are deductible.

Marissa, if I don't have a list
of the 75 potential jurors

that make up the jury pool
at least a couple days

before I walk into that courtroom,

then all of those people
on the other side of that door

can't research them
and help me figure out

if I want them or not.

And since jury lists
are not supposed to be shared

- with either side...
- Exactly.

the only way that I can
do my job is to have that list.

Otherwise I'm just guessing,
and any fool can guess.

So there's some rule-breaking involved.

I'm not gonna apologize
for getting information I need

to help my clients.

I'm not asking you to apologize.

So this information

tells you who to pick for your jury?

Well, the information
only gets you so far.

You got to question the jurors
to weed out the bad ones.

You don't want
to let the other side know

what you're doing,
so sometimes the questions

have to be a little unorthodox.

This case is about government secrets.

So what I would like
to speak to you about

is canned goods.

Ladies and gentlemen,
let's talk about cats.

How many people here own cats?

Any hopeless romantics here today?

Anyone here believe
in love at first sight?

Today I want to talk to you about rats.

Is there anyone here who rides horses,

- bungee jumps or skydives?
- I would like to

talk to you all
a little bit about phobias.

One of the most common phobias
is spiders.

Rats, cats, and spiders.

Forgive me, but your trial science

doesn't sound that scientific.

Kind of like psychology.

It's more of a feeling.

And that's what I do, I...

you know, I watch people and I observe

their body language
and their facial expressions

and I listen to the words they choose,

and then I try to figure out
what they're thinking.

There you go.

- Thank you.
- Wonder if that's his real hair.

Let's see that wedding finger.

Hmm. No ring.

No indent of the finger flesh.

Maybe he's actually single.

- True story.
- No, it isn't.

You just cleared your throat.

Pretty good indicator
that you're about to lie.

When Marissa and I met and
we were comparing histories,

backstories, and she told me she worked

for Homeland Security,

I was convinced it was
the name of a bank.

I'm sorry, I still don't believe that.

Good. Neither do I.

Oh, but it is a good story.

It made you smile.

It still makes me smile.

The only reason I am here,
my dear, is to make you smile.

I hate this guy.

You said I used to be
really good at that.

I think I said,
"I'd never seen anyone better."

But let's get back to TAC.

Let me see if I've got
this right. You rig the jury...

It's not rigging to select
jurors open to your argument.

...and tell them a version of the facts

that leads to a verdict you desire.

I want to see my clients
get the justice they deserve.

Again, I am not gonna apologize

for doing everything I can
on their behalf.

I'm not asking you to apologize.
Just that you be honest.

What does that mean?

"Do everything I can on their behalf"?

That phrase covers a lot, doesn't it?

What's your point?

Time for me to be honest, Jason.

I know things about you.
More than you might expect.

For instance, what you did
to that elevator full of jurors.

Whew. Going up?

Sorry.

Oh, no. Good, we're stuck.

No way.

We can't be stuck.

Oh, push the red button.

What's your emergency?

We got six people stuck in
an elevator at the courthouse.

You got to send somebody
to get us out right away.

Stand by, ma'am.

How long?

No longer than a few hours.

We're jurors in a trial.

Do it.

We can get out of here.

I bet a medical emergency
gets a response.

Hi, uh,

it's the elevator people again.

We have someone in here going into

cardiac arrest.

We need help right now.

It's a medical emergency.

Can you please describe the symptoms?

Chest pains, um, red in the face,

trouble breathing. I'm pretty sure

it's a coronary.

And that's it.

That's what we're looking for.

We got them.

Oh.

Luckily, the power's back up.

I contacted the fire department

and they're sending EMTs right away.

Never mind. False alarm.

Word of advice? Take the stairs.

How'd you know about that?

What can I say? I've kept my eye on you.

I was trying to make the jury understand

why someone would make up
a story under pressure.

And it worked.

Seriously, how'd you know about that?

Making the jury understand?

Is that what prompted
the incident in Texas?

Okay. Put a pin in this.

Let's go.

Jury, everybody,
let's get down to the shelter.

Bull, get inside,

you dummy, there's a tornado coming.

Is there?

Yeah, I mean, it's lit up
all over social media.

Look, they're tweeting
about it a town over.

Once again, there's a severe

tornado warning
issued for all of Callisto.

While everyone in Callisto

should immediately find shelter,

a tornado watch has been issued
for neighboring counties.

Ah.

My responsibility is to my clients,

and if I find an imaginative way
to advance their case,

I don't see anything wrong with that.

See nothing wrong with it? You love it.

You've always had to be the
smartest guy in the room,

and we both know smart guys
don't follow the rules.

You prefer a crooked path

because the straight
and narrow bores you.

What are you saying?

Someone who doesn't play by the rules

delights in outwitting the system,

manipulates other people
to his own ends.

Who is that person?

You're a con man.

You conned Peters,
but you haven't conned me.

I loathe parlor tricks.

You didn't play by the rules back then

and you're in hot water
for doing the same thing now.

You're not on the level,

and that exhausts me.

People appreciate a good story

when they're being sold something.

She said

to the man

wearing completely clear eyeglasses.

To convince people of what?

To hide from what?

You're not

that different from Dad.
You know that, right?

Yeah, we're peas in a pod.

He was a glorified con man
with a realtor's license.

Do your clients know
you failed the bar twice?

I have three PhDs.

And I never wanted to be an attorney.

So you're a glorified con man,
but with a psychology degree.

Oh, I get it.

You're saying I'm a threat to my family

'cause I'm just like my father?

A con man, a hustler,

a fraud?

Is that what you're saying, Nate?

I am asking if that's what
you're saying.

Go to hell.

I always liked sitting out here.

Seeing young families on the street,

parents with little kids.

How could you not be cheered by that?

Your father left after
he had a success, didn't he?

Yeah. Huge one.

The big score, the one he always
told us was around the corner.

I guess he wanted a new life.

"Money changes everything,"
he used to say.

And he was right.

I lied to you.

Seems only fair.

You weren't my best teacher.

My dad was.

He didn't even have
a high school diploma,

and he could read people
better than any PhD I ever met.

He knew what people
were thinking before they did.

And he could get them to believe that

they were doing something for themselves

when, really,
they were doing it for him.

And I soaked it all up.

He was a thieving narcissist

and a disappointment
to anyone who ever loved him.

And he made me.

His name?

What do you think?

Ah.

Jason Bull, Sr.

There's almost nothing in
the world I know, except this:

children love their parents
even if they don't deserve it.

Sometimes especially if they don't.

When a father dies,
the child needs to mourn.

But to do that, you can't
hold him at arm's length.

You've got to let him in.

I'm afraid to.

Afraid to admit
how much he's a part of you?

And afraid that...

I'll become just like him.

But you won't, because you haven't.

Your father wouldn't have

risked his life to save his daughter.

Wouldn't have confessed
to protect his wife.

He started you, maybe.

You did the rest.

Is that all you got?

Jason, don't defend.

That's what gets you into trouble.

Listen. And let this thought in.

Maybe.

Thank you, Nate.

Thank you for the time.

I got nothing but time.

Uh, hello?

Hello?

Can we help you?

You okay?

Are you all right?
Do you need something?

- This is our house. We live here.
- Yeah.

This is your house.

You... Oh.

Sorry.

Uh...

I just was...

Um...

I knew somebody who used to live here,

and I was in the neighborhood, and I...

thought I'd just stop by, have a look.

You knew the doctor?

Yeah.

We bought the house from him.

Well, uh, from his estate after he died.

- Oh.
- How'd you know him?

We were friends.

Well, he took great care of the place.

We had to hardly do any work on it.

That's good to hear.

It's a great place.

All right, well, I will
get out of your way.

Sorry about that. Beautiful baby.

- Thank you.
- Oh.

Actually, do either of you

have a cell phone I could borrow?

He's here.

- You're okay.
- I am totally fine.

- I am so glad to see you.
- Okay.

And I'm gonna slap you so hard
when we get home.

Oh, well, I will accept that
as my just desserts.

Along with a thousand years
of guilt-ridden penitence.

- More.
- Whatever you need.

I told you he was okay.

Chunk was the outlier.
The rest of us were worried.

Ah, well, I am so sorry about that.

Sorry to make you worry
and also, I'm grateful

to have friends who would worry.

- You want to go home?
- Please.

All right, let me do one thing.

Jake, hey.

How are things coming?

Good. Good.

Well, listen, I'm-I'm gonna come down.

I'll be there tomorrow.
I'll help with whatever I can.

Yeah, well, I think we should

put the old man to rest
together, you know what I mean?

All right, I'll text you
my flight details.

Love you, too.

By the way, there's something
I want to tell you about.